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Solar on the Rise
I will be your history
I'll be the blame
Like the sacred mysteries
They're all the same
Dark [?]
That throw their fragrance round
Roots that clutch [?]through the dust
Below the ground
Silver moon is turning
Now I feel the glow
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Lift your bellies high
My solar on the rise See a miracle
But my baby don't believe
If that gift is a given
You better not receive
There's a hymn within
Singing all the end
Lift your bellies high
My solar on the rise
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